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My Dominant Boss:
Chapter Fifteen–Who does he think he is?
Wyatt
Alyssa and i were down at the hotel bat for a couple of drinks before dinner in a couple of hours. I need a few before I deal with them. I have been hurky not to run into any of them. I have other things on my mind. I plan on making Alyssa even more sexually frustrated than I already have. It won’t take much. I wanted bailly tuck her by the pool, but I chose not to. My way of teaching her a lesson. It isn’t easy for the not to take complete control and have my way with her. I will get what I want and need when the timing is right.
I had to excuse myself from her to make a quick call. I told everyon not to disturb me, but I guess they don’t know how the fuck to listen. I have been away for not even two days. I head back inside, at Alyssa isn’t where I left her. I glance around and find her at the bat, and I am not a happy man. She isn’t alone. There is some gay with her. Who the fuck is he? And why does she seem like she is enjoying his attention? He looks like an Idiot. They are laughing with one another. Her hand is on his arm,
Does she really think I am going to stand and watch whatever this unfolding? There is no chance in hell. I don’t like other men touching what is mine or what will be mine. My jaw clenches, and my fists tighten at my sides. What is she playing at? What if someone from my family saw them and then saw us together tonight How would I explain that?
I head over to the bar and grab her wrist. “She is not interested; back the hell off, I warn, staring at the guy.
Who are you?” he asks.
man you don’t want to get on the wrong side of. You should leave now,” I hiss.
He doesn’t need to be told twice. He holds his hands up, backs away and disappears. Fucking idiot! Who does he think he is? I drag Alyssa away and back towards our table.
“Let me go, Wyatt.” She snaps.
I turn to face her, “What the hell was that? Who was he?”
“I was having a conversation with someone. What is your problem?
I pull her tightly to my chest, “I don’t like being made to look like an idiot, Alyssa. I also don’t like to share. What if someone saw you with him, uh?” I say through gritted teeth.
*I am not yours, Wyatt. You don’t get to tell me what to do or who I can or can’t talk to.” She whines.
I grip her face, and she gasps, “Yes, I do because you are here with. You are my date. Do you really think I will allow you to flirt with other men right in front of me? You belong to me this weekend no one else.” I state firmly.
I wait for her reaction. I prepare myself for a slap in the face or a death glare, but I don’t get either. Instead, she bites her lower lip. and her eyes turn a little darker. She seems to be enjoying my possessive side. Perhaps there is hope for her still.
“I–I–I don’t belong to you,” She whispers.
I smirk, “Not yet, you don’t
1 reach down and press my lips roughly to hers. I slip my hand down further and gently place it around her throat, dominating her lips with mine, I always make sure the other person knows I am in charge. Alyssa’s arms come around my neck, and she happily kisses me back.
1 part from it first. Alyssa is panting and flushed, “What does that mean? I do not belong to you yet?*
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Chapter Fifteen Who does he think he is?
I chuckle darkly, “You have niriden who I really aim, kitten, 14
She swallows hard, “I know you well enough.”
et what I want.”
1 shake my head and caress her cheek with my thumb, “You don’t. Now, sif down. I will get in trime more drinks,”
She nods and does as I tell her. She slips into the booth. I get us more drinks from the har before I rejoin her. I slide in next to her, place the drinks on the table and put my hand on her thigh, my fingtips resting on the inside of it. She shudders under my fingertips.
I lean down and kiss over neck while massaging her thigh, “You will not leave my side in all the time we are here. Are we clear, angel?” I rasp and sink my teeth into her neck,
She tries pressing her legs together, “Yes,” She breather out.
I kiss the skin below her ear, “Good girl.”
A squeak–like sound escapes from her lips. She will be putty in my hands in no time. She will continue to break. She can fight it, but we both know how it will end. We could skip by it all, but sometimes the game is fun to play. But once she is mine, we will only play by my rules,
She turns her head, and her eyes meet mine, “You are going to be a lot of trouble for me this weekend, aren’t you?” she asks softly.
“Oh, yes, I am.”
I am not going to deny it. I am always open and honest, at least ninety–eight per cent of the time. She shakes her head and rolls her
eyes at me.
“Quit rolling your eyes at me, kitten. I have been nice about it thus far, but it won’t always be that way.”
Alyssa nnds and takes a sip of her cocktail. I was expecting some argument from her, but I guess not. I won’t complain or get used to it because I have learned recently the many sides of Miss Corbet.
“Are we all set for dinner? Are you sure there isn’t anything else I need to know that is important?” she asks.
“You know everything you need, too, gorgeous. As long as you remember everything, all will be fine. Are you nervous?”
She sighs, “A little.”
1 place my hand on her face and claim her lips again. It only lasts for a moment, “You will be fine. You will be next to me. I will answer most of the questions.”
I hope that my family is too distracted by everything related to the wedding to leave us alone after the introductions are made. She nods and smiles, taking another drink of her cocktail. I need her to relax because if she is too nervous, some people may pick up that something is off, which is not what either of us needs.
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